Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities

"Die, Zhang Bin!"

Buck bellowed and charged forward in an arrow-like step, his sabre swinging down in a Forceful Mountain Cleaver, viciously aimed at Zhang Bin's face.

WHOOSH!

The very air seemed on the verge of exploding as a cold light burst forth.

The chilling killing intent and the stench of death enveloped Zhang Bin.

"You're asking for it!" Zhang Bin roared. A bamboo sword suddenly appeared in his hand and stabbed toward Buck's wrist like a flash of lightning.

But incredibly, Buck didn't dodge. Instead, he continued to hack down with his sabre.

CLANG!

Sparks flew as Zhang Bin's sword struck Buck's wrist, creating the sound of metal clashing.

Buck remained unscathed.

Clearly, he possessed a terrifying Defensive Ability similar to Ma Rufei's, making him truly impervious to blades and spears.

In fact, among the twelve masters who had perished, most had their own formidable Special Abilities. If Zhang Bin hadn't relied on his traps, he might not have been able to kill them even if he cultivated to the Golden Core Realm.

Zhang Bin's face changed, but Buck only sneered relentlessly, chopping down with his sabre even more ferociously, determined to split Zhang Bin in two.

At the critical moment, Zhang Bin's Telekinesis Ability suddenly activated. An invisible hand grabbed his opponent's sabre and flicked it aside, while Zhang Bin simultaneously retreated rapidly in the opposite direction.

WHOOSH!

The sabre grazed past Zhang Bin's ear in an incredibly close shave.

"Hahaha… I thought you were powerful, but it turns out you're nothing special! Zhang Bin, today I will tear you to pieces and devour you!" Buck gloated, launching a relentless, all-encompassing attack on Zhang Bin.

Zhang Bin was forced to use his bamboo sword to defend desperately.

But Buck was one of the foremost SS-level Psychics, comparable to a cultivator above the Golden Core Mid-Stage. Not only did he possess a horrifying Defensive Ability, but he also had terrifying strength. Each of his strikes carried the force of over twenty oxen, while Zhang Bin's strength was equivalent to only thirteen. If it weren't for Zhang Bin's skill in deflecting force, he would have been defeated in a single blow.

Buck's combat power was terrifyingly formidable, far beyond what a Liquid Stage Cultivator could withstand.

Even with Zhang Bin exerting his full strength, he was still steadily forced back, unable to hold his ground.

Edward sat immobile on the bed, a triumphant sneer on his face. He could now see that Zhang Bin's strength was limited.

He didn't need to lift a finger; Buck alone was more than capable of killing Zhang Bin here.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Buck's sabre transformed into thousands of cold glints, weaving a terrifying cocoon of white light that completely enveloped and suppressed Zhang Bin.

It looked as if Zhang Bin was on the verge of tragedy.

Suddenly, Zhang Bin's mouth opened wide. Blood Fang shot out, carrying a bone-chilling killing intent as it pierced straight through the cocoon of light, aiming for Buck's heart.

Buck's blood ran cold. He retreated rapidly, his speed like a shooting star.

But it was nowhere near the speed of the Flying Sword.

The Flying Sword immediately caught up and struck him hard in the chest.

CLANG!

A sound like striking an anvil rang out.

The Flying Sword still managed to penetrate, but only with great difficulty.

The resistance was immense.

"Ahhh!" Buck let out a piercing cry as a dazzling golden light burst forth from his body.

His body turned completely golden, as if he were a man cast from solid gold.

Clearly, he had activated his SS-level Defensive Power.

In the past, he had tested it against the Flying Swords of Golden Core Early Stage Cultivators; even they could not necessarily breach his defenses.

Therefore, he hadn't been worried at all while fighting Zhang Bin.

However, Zhang Bin's Flying Sword was not Inferior-Grade but Middle-Grade. It was extremely sharp and still managed to break through his defense.

Now, he could only summon his most powerful Defensive Ability to stop the sword from penetrating deeper.

At the same time, his left hand shot out like lightning, snatching at the Flying Sword in an attempt to pull it from his chest.

How could Zhang Bin let him succeed?

With a single thought, the Flying Sword swiftly retracted, flickered to Buck's side, and viciously shot towards his temple.

CLANG!

Sparks flew, and another scream tore from his lips.

"Ah!"

Even though Buck had activated his most powerful Defensive Ability, his temple was one of his most vulnerable spots.

Although the Flying Sword did not penetrate, the terrifying impact made his head feel like it would split open.

He reached for the Flying Sword, but under Zhang Bin's command, it had already soared away. It circled Buck swiftly, attacking his vulnerable points from time to time: his temples, his eyes, his groin, his kidneys, and the wound on his chest.

Zhang Bin had to direct the Flying Sword with all his might, so he was unable to launch any other attacks.

The two of them continued to fight in this manner.

It appeared that Zhang Bin had the upper hand, but in reality, he was struggling.

He had only been cultivating for less than a year. Although he had reached the Liquid Phase Middle Stage at an unprecedented speed, he was still not a Golden Core Realm Cultivator. His Sword Control was limited, and he couldn't maintain it for long.

Once he could no longer control his sword, his combat power would plummet.

And there was still another, even more formidable expert—Edward—who had yet to make a move.

"Die…" An icy smile appeared on Zhang Bin's face. While commanding the Flying Sword to attack furiously, he slowly approached, the bamboo sword in his hand itching to strike.

He just needed to seize the right opportunity to stab his opponent's wound or another vital point, and he could grievously wound Buck.

"You're courting death!"

Sitting on the bed, Edward finally lost his patience. In the blink of an eye, dazzling white lightning blasted from his ears and struck Zhang Bin.

BOOM!

A thunderous sound exploded, as if the heavens were falling and the earth was cracking open.

Zhang Bin's clothes turned to ash as smoke rose from his body.

He was completely numb, staggering and looking as if he would collapse at any moment.

He couldn't even command the Flying Sword anymore. It also wavered, devoid of any offensive force.

"Go to hell!"

Seizing the opportunity, Buck shouted ferociously. He lunged forward in an arrow-like step, raised his sabre high with both hands, and leaped into the air to viciously slash at Zhang Bin's neck, intending to chop off his head.

But just at that moment, Zhang Bin grabbed the wobbling Flying Sword and stabbed it like lightning into the wound on Buck's chest.

He cultivated the miraculous Qingmu Longevity Technique and possessed an immensely powerful life force. He couldn't be gravely wounded by a mere bolt of lightning. This was all a ruse; he had only been feigning his critical injuries.

The sharp Flying Sword, bolstered by Zhang Bin's terrifying strength, struck the vulnerable wound and broke through Buck's defense. The tip of the sword pierced through his chest and emerged from his back, sending blood spurting into the air.

However, since the wound was not near his heart, Buck did not die.

He let out a scream like that of a pig being slaughtered.

The sabre in his hand was still raised high, chopping viciously toward Zhang Bin's neck, determined to sever his head.

Zhang Bin smirked coldly and savagely dragged the sword downwards, intent on splitting Buck's chest open.